When you strap weight onto someone else, suddenly they get it. Their knees buckle, cannot breathe, cannot climb the stairs. Ten minutes in and they are begging to take it off. I wonder what would happen if we could do this with grief.
In my darkest hour, I needed anchors but found only mirages. Those I trusted became empty riverbeds—dry when I needed them to flow. One glimpse…
“Spectacular Catastrophes” Massive tragedies, so life-altering, that they demand we ask the hardest question of all: Why would God allow this? Why do bad things happen to good people? Biblical stories in modern life.
In my last post, Wrestling with God’s Will After Losing a Child, I poured out my struggle to reconcile free will, God’s will, and the…
I LOVED THE HOLIDAYS I did. They truly were a time for celebration and we made so many memories. We filled the last ten…
June 10th, 2018 12:30p I am putting on my tennis shoes to go buy a bright orange UT-like VW Bug. I have owned 4 in…
When Alex died, I buried myself into learning programming and mathematics while working the third shift at a Boy’s Ranch for delinquents, thus quashing any…
Every day, I think about Caleb and mourn his absence. Some days it stabs me as if it were the day it happened. To go…
I told Caleb, “Life isn’t fair,” at least once a week. Well, it felt like I said it more often than that, but probably less.…
Four years have passed since I last saw Caleb alive and twelve years since Emily died. It still hurts like HELL! Unfortunately, this overused phrase…
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